Author's Note: I would like to thank everyone that reviewed this story and
I also want to say that there should be more Tala x Ray fics. Oh and more
Kenny x Tala fics! Okay, now can I have my chibi Shinikami Dragon?
^ ^ Okay, now let the chapter begin! And just one more thing, the flashback in this chapter is from the episode when the Bladebreakers first met Ian and Tala, only I change a lot of the words cause god the English dialogue was just so corny. Okay, that's all I have to say.
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Kenny made his way up the stairs with the male's body as quickly and as quietly as he possibly could. He didn't want to alert his parents with the arrival of an unconscious, profusely bleeding male that their son had brought home. Luckily for him, his parent had gone to bed about time he made his way back home. There was also that nagging feeling in the back of his mind which told him that he had seen this male before. The feeling remained just as strong when the unconscious male groaned in pain.
"Just a little bit more to go, don't worry we're almost there," Kenny whispered as if the male was awake. He pushed open the door to his bedroom with his foot, then made his way towards the bed. Along the way, he dropped the duffel bag on the floor. Kenny laid the male on his bed, knowing he would have to change the sheets later.
"Hey Chief you're-woah, didn't know you had company. That's what took so long to get back?" Dizzi said coming back online.
"Dizzi, I'm going to need your help. He's been stabbed and he's bleeding. Watch him while I go get the supplies to clean him up," Kenny said running down the hall to get the emergency first aid kit from the bathroom. Time was of the essence and he couldn't be slow about it. While in the bathroom, he also grabbed an armful of towels, then raced back down the hall to his room.
Closing the door behind him, he dropped all but one towel on the floor, and went over to the male lying on his bed. "Chief, he's in bad shape," Dizzi said. "You need to work quickly."
"I know that, but I only have two hands." Just as Kenny finished his sentence, a golden light emerged from his computer screen. Shielding his eyes, the light faded. Lowering his hand, he found a woman in a short white dress with long golden hair and eyes staring at him. Kenny had to blink for a moment realizing what and who it was. "Dizzi! I thought you were trapped in my computer!"
"I am. I can only come out if I'm desperately needed. And now is one of those times. Now let's get to work. Your guest doesn't have the time needed to stand around gawking at me," Dizzi replied.
"Yeah! You're right." Kenny opened the emergency kit as Dizzi applied a towel and pressure to the knife wound. The young man groaned slightly from the action, but remained unconscious. Rummaging through the box, he found the scissors, gauze, wrappings, and anesthetic he was looking for. "Dizzi, I'm going to get some hot water from downstairs, keep applying pressure to the wound."
"Got it Chief."
Kenny ran down the stairs grabbing a basin from the cabinet, he ran over to the tap to fill it with warm water. He was so busy filling the basin, he didn't know about the figure until after he turned around. A startled scream escaped his lips as he managed to retain his grip on the basin. Kenny sighed, seeing his father peering at him through the dark. "Dad! What are you doing? You nearly gave a heart attack!"
"I could ask you the same question. Why did you get in so late? What do you plan on doing with the basin of water?" his dad inquired.
"I was out going on an errand for mother, but I ran into Tyson. He was talking to me for a while then left. I wanted the basin to soak my feet in that's all," Kenny lied. He didn't really like to lie to his parents, but there was no way they would allow the male to stay there. Kenny was certain the male didn't have insurance of any kind that would allow him to pay for the hospital bills. Things had to be this way until he came up with a bulletproof plan.
For a moment Kenny's father continued to stare at him, but turned with a smile. "Must be damp outside. Make sure that you put it back when you're done."
"Of course. Night dad!" Kenny nearly sighed with relief as he ran up the stairs to his room. Closing the door back, Kenny put the basin down and locked the door to his room. The last thing he needed was his parents to walk in on this scene. He would have too much to explain about.
"What took you so long?" Dizzi said as she applied another towel to the wound.
"Dad." Was all the young man said. Grabbing the scissors, Kenny proceeded to cut away at the area of shirt that surround the wound. "Dizzi, on the count of three move. One. . .two. . .three!" Dizzi stopped applying pressure and let Kenny removed the shirt. He blanched at the sight of the wound. He could see bits of muscle and fat as blood bubbled up. Ignoring the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach, Kenny dunked a towel in the water then wrung it out.
Placing the wet towel to the wound and surrounding area, he proceeded to clean off the blood as best he could. Kenny discarded the towel that was now bloody and reached for the anesthetic, applying it to the wound. The unconscious male whimpered slightly, but he grabbed a handful of gauze, applying it to the wound with as much pressure as he could.
"Dizzi, get the wrappings, we have to wrap the wound so it'll stop bleeding. I'll continue to apply pressure, wrap as tightly as you can," instructed Kenny.
"Got it." Dizzi reached for the wrappings. Kenny felt sweat drop into his eyes as he continued to work on the male. After a long fifteen minutes of cleaning up the male, wrapping his wound, hoping it healed, removing his wet clothing (which Dizzi did because Kenny was practically a stuttering block of wood) and getting something dry, then situated in Kenny's bed after cleaning up, both felt everything drained from them.
Once they were completely done, Kenny crashed on the floor, staring up at the male in his bed. Blankets were wrapped around him while a cool rag rested on his head. Dizzi went back in the computer once everything was finished. After a short rest on the floor, Kenny got up and flopped on the side of the bed.
With most of the danger out the way, Kenny now had a chance to see the male's face. In the dark of the night the only thing Kenny had been able to tell was how sheet white the red head was. Even though he was still as pale as the pillow his red head rested on, Kenny could see much more details.
Like the sharp tip of the male's nose, the fine cheekbones, which gave him a delicate facial definition. The full lips though they were now pale, the soft curve of chin that continued to sculpt that handsome face. Kenny moved a long red strand of hair out the male's face. Why was it that he felt like he knew the male, as if their paths crossed once some time ago?
Moving from the unconscious male's side, Kenny went to the tattered duffel bag. Maybe there was some clue as to why he felt so familiar. Opening the bag, Kenny pulled out a white coat type of pull over that was short sleeved. Orange strips accented each shoulder with large buckles attached to the ends of the sleeves. Pulling it out more, he found the thing was more of a turtle neck pullover coat. On the right breast of the coat was an orange and blue insignia that Kenny remembered all too well.
[Flashback]
The four Bladebreakers ran towards the abbey doors to find their missing team captain. They were almost there if two figures had not jumped down from the sky. The four Bladebreakers stopped in their tracks. Seeing a short navy/purple haired male with the large nose and a much taller red head in a white uniform.
"Who are you?" Max asked.
"We should be the ones asking you that. You are the intruders here after all," the red head remarked.
"Is our team mate Kai in there?" Ray said.
"Never heard of him," the short one said.
"You answered that mighty fast," Tyson said suspiciously.
"We have nothing to hide. So why don't you get going or I'll show you what we do to trespassers." The short male rose up a purple Beyblade launcher, attaching a Beyblade to it.
"We'll see who does what to whom," Tyson shouted as he pulled out his blade and launcher.
"Tyson," Kenny started. He had a bad feeling about this. Something wasn't right about those two males. Who exactly were they? And what were they doing at the abbey? Could these two be part of the Russia Beyblade team Kai told them about?
"Don't worry Chief, I can handle this shrimp. Then we can go find Kai."
Both males released their blades on the ground, but to Tyson's surprise the other boy's blade didn't hesitate to attack him. The Bladebreakers watched as the male's blade attacked with ruthless abandon. There were some comments from Ray and Max about the match; then Kenny confirmed that the kid's blade was like a mini power plant.
Just when the battle looked to be tipped in the other boy's favor, he called back his blade, which caught Tyson and the others completely off guard. With so much power at his disposal, why hadn't he finished off Tyson? It didn't make sense at all. "Why'd you stop the battle? Afraid I was going to make a comeback!" demanded Tyson.
"We just got word that your friend was seen wandering around the gates earlier. He was out there for some time and came down with a high fever," the red head spoke up.
"Can we see him?" Tyson questioned.
"I'm afraid that is impossible at the moment. Our doctors are tending to him at the moment. When word comes that his fever has come down, I'll let you know. You are the Bladebreakers, correct?"
"Yeah, and you are?" Ray said.
"My name is Tala. I'm leader of the Demolition Boys."
[Flashback Ends]
"That's why." Kenny said more to himself than anyone else. Turning back to the male lying in his bed, Kenny now saw it. The hair should have been a dead give away, even though the rain caused it to come down from its usual wings style. "Tala." It was definitely the leader of the Demolition Boys. The team that the Bladebreakers beat for the world title two years ago.
But. . .what was he doing in Japan? The last they had all seen of each other was back in Russia two years ago. Why was he here? Was he alone or we're the others with him? Many questions swirled through his head as Kenny stared at the now identified Tala. None of these questions would be answered until Tala awoke. If he awoke that is. Kenny wasn't sure if his efforts would be rewarded.
The night would tell the results, morning held hope. Pulling a chair close to the bed, Kenny made the decision to keep watch over him all night. His curiosity was now sparked, and in order for it to be quenched, he had to make certain this male survived.
"You won't die from this will you?" Kenny said with a slight yawn. "You're a lot stronger than that. But I'll watch over you just in case. . .if that's okay with you." Kenny folded his arms over one another as he laid his chin on his folded arms. He watched the uneven, though steady falls and rises of Tala's chest. As long as he continued breathing, things would be just fine.
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Okay everyone, there you go. I will post the next chapter next week for all those who would like to know. I'm writing the chapters out first before typing them, so it's taking me some time, so please be patient. And thanks for all the support.
^ ^ Okay, now let the chapter begin! And just one more thing, the flashback in this chapter is from the episode when the Bladebreakers first met Ian and Tala, only I change a lot of the words cause god the English dialogue was just so corny. Okay, that's all I have to say.
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Kenny made his way up the stairs with the male's body as quickly and as quietly as he possibly could. He didn't want to alert his parents with the arrival of an unconscious, profusely bleeding male that their son had brought home. Luckily for him, his parent had gone to bed about time he made his way back home. There was also that nagging feeling in the back of his mind which told him that he had seen this male before. The feeling remained just as strong when the unconscious male groaned in pain.
"Just a little bit more to go, don't worry we're almost there," Kenny whispered as if the male was awake. He pushed open the door to his bedroom with his foot, then made his way towards the bed. Along the way, he dropped the duffel bag on the floor. Kenny laid the male on his bed, knowing he would have to change the sheets later.
"Hey Chief you're-woah, didn't know you had company. That's what took so long to get back?" Dizzi said coming back online.
"Dizzi, I'm going to need your help. He's been stabbed and he's bleeding. Watch him while I go get the supplies to clean him up," Kenny said running down the hall to get the emergency first aid kit from the bathroom. Time was of the essence and he couldn't be slow about it. While in the bathroom, he also grabbed an armful of towels, then raced back down the hall to his room.
Closing the door behind him, he dropped all but one towel on the floor, and went over to the male lying on his bed. "Chief, he's in bad shape," Dizzi said. "You need to work quickly."
"I know that, but I only have two hands." Just as Kenny finished his sentence, a golden light emerged from his computer screen. Shielding his eyes, the light faded. Lowering his hand, he found a woman in a short white dress with long golden hair and eyes staring at him. Kenny had to blink for a moment realizing what and who it was. "Dizzi! I thought you were trapped in my computer!"
"I am. I can only come out if I'm desperately needed. And now is one of those times. Now let's get to work. Your guest doesn't have the time needed to stand around gawking at me," Dizzi replied.
"Yeah! You're right." Kenny opened the emergency kit as Dizzi applied a towel and pressure to the knife wound. The young man groaned slightly from the action, but remained unconscious. Rummaging through the box, he found the scissors, gauze, wrappings, and anesthetic he was looking for. "Dizzi, I'm going to get some hot water from downstairs, keep applying pressure to the wound."
"Got it Chief."
Kenny ran down the stairs grabbing a basin from the cabinet, he ran over to the tap to fill it with warm water. He was so busy filling the basin, he didn't know about the figure until after he turned around. A startled scream escaped his lips as he managed to retain his grip on the basin. Kenny sighed, seeing his father peering at him through the dark. "Dad! What are you doing? You nearly gave a heart attack!"
"I could ask you the same question. Why did you get in so late? What do you plan on doing with the basin of water?" his dad inquired.
"I was out going on an errand for mother, but I ran into Tyson. He was talking to me for a while then left. I wanted the basin to soak my feet in that's all," Kenny lied. He didn't really like to lie to his parents, but there was no way they would allow the male to stay there. Kenny was certain the male didn't have insurance of any kind that would allow him to pay for the hospital bills. Things had to be this way until he came up with a bulletproof plan.
For a moment Kenny's father continued to stare at him, but turned with a smile. "Must be damp outside. Make sure that you put it back when you're done."
"Of course. Night dad!" Kenny nearly sighed with relief as he ran up the stairs to his room. Closing the door back, Kenny put the basin down and locked the door to his room. The last thing he needed was his parents to walk in on this scene. He would have too much to explain about.
"What took you so long?" Dizzi said as she applied another towel to the wound.
"Dad." Was all the young man said. Grabbing the scissors, Kenny proceeded to cut away at the area of shirt that surround the wound. "Dizzi, on the count of three move. One. . .two. . .three!" Dizzi stopped applying pressure and let Kenny removed the shirt. He blanched at the sight of the wound. He could see bits of muscle and fat as blood bubbled up. Ignoring the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach, Kenny dunked a towel in the water then wrung it out.
Placing the wet towel to the wound and surrounding area, he proceeded to clean off the blood as best he could. Kenny discarded the towel that was now bloody and reached for the anesthetic, applying it to the wound. The unconscious male whimpered slightly, but he grabbed a handful of gauze, applying it to the wound with as much pressure as he could.
"Dizzi, get the wrappings, we have to wrap the wound so it'll stop bleeding. I'll continue to apply pressure, wrap as tightly as you can," instructed Kenny.
"Got it." Dizzi reached for the wrappings. Kenny felt sweat drop into his eyes as he continued to work on the male. After a long fifteen minutes of cleaning up the male, wrapping his wound, hoping it healed, removing his wet clothing (which Dizzi did because Kenny was practically a stuttering block of wood) and getting something dry, then situated in Kenny's bed after cleaning up, both felt everything drained from them.
Once they were completely done, Kenny crashed on the floor, staring up at the male in his bed. Blankets were wrapped around him while a cool rag rested on his head. Dizzi went back in the computer once everything was finished. After a short rest on the floor, Kenny got up and flopped on the side of the bed.
With most of the danger out the way, Kenny now had a chance to see the male's face. In the dark of the night the only thing Kenny had been able to tell was how sheet white the red head was. Even though he was still as pale as the pillow his red head rested on, Kenny could see much more details.
Like the sharp tip of the male's nose, the fine cheekbones, which gave him a delicate facial definition. The full lips though they were now pale, the soft curve of chin that continued to sculpt that handsome face. Kenny moved a long red strand of hair out the male's face. Why was it that he felt like he knew the male, as if their paths crossed once some time ago?
Moving from the unconscious male's side, Kenny went to the tattered duffel bag. Maybe there was some clue as to why he felt so familiar. Opening the bag, Kenny pulled out a white coat type of pull over that was short sleeved. Orange strips accented each shoulder with large buckles attached to the ends of the sleeves. Pulling it out more, he found the thing was more of a turtle neck pullover coat. On the right breast of the coat was an orange and blue insignia that Kenny remembered all too well.
[Flashback]
The four Bladebreakers ran towards the abbey doors to find their missing team captain. They were almost there if two figures had not jumped down from the sky. The four Bladebreakers stopped in their tracks. Seeing a short navy/purple haired male with the large nose and a much taller red head in a white uniform.
"Who are you?" Max asked.
"We should be the ones asking you that. You are the intruders here after all," the red head remarked.
"Is our team mate Kai in there?" Ray said.
"Never heard of him," the short one said.
"You answered that mighty fast," Tyson said suspiciously.
"We have nothing to hide. So why don't you get going or I'll show you what we do to trespassers." The short male rose up a purple Beyblade launcher, attaching a Beyblade to it.
"We'll see who does what to whom," Tyson shouted as he pulled out his blade and launcher.
"Tyson," Kenny started. He had a bad feeling about this. Something wasn't right about those two males. Who exactly were they? And what were they doing at the abbey? Could these two be part of the Russia Beyblade team Kai told them about?
"Don't worry Chief, I can handle this shrimp. Then we can go find Kai."
Both males released their blades on the ground, but to Tyson's surprise the other boy's blade didn't hesitate to attack him. The Bladebreakers watched as the male's blade attacked with ruthless abandon. There were some comments from Ray and Max about the match; then Kenny confirmed that the kid's blade was like a mini power plant.
Just when the battle looked to be tipped in the other boy's favor, he called back his blade, which caught Tyson and the others completely off guard. With so much power at his disposal, why hadn't he finished off Tyson? It didn't make sense at all. "Why'd you stop the battle? Afraid I was going to make a comeback!" demanded Tyson.
"We just got word that your friend was seen wandering around the gates earlier. He was out there for some time and came down with a high fever," the red head spoke up.
"Can we see him?" Tyson questioned.
"I'm afraid that is impossible at the moment. Our doctors are tending to him at the moment. When word comes that his fever has come down, I'll let you know. You are the Bladebreakers, correct?"
"Yeah, and you are?" Ray said.
"My name is Tala. I'm leader of the Demolition Boys."
[Flashback Ends]
"That's why." Kenny said more to himself than anyone else. Turning back to the male lying in his bed, Kenny now saw it. The hair should have been a dead give away, even though the rain caused it to come down from its usual wings style. "Tala." It was definitely the leader of the Demolition Boys. The team that the Bladebreakers beat for the world title two years ago.
But. . .what was he doing in Japan? The last they had all seen of each other was back in Russia two years ago. Why was he here? Was he alone or we're the others with him? Many questions swirled through his head as Kenny stared at the now identified Tala. None of these questions would be answered until Tala awoke. If he awoke that is. Kenny wasn't sure if his efforts would be rewarded.
The night would tell the results, morning held hope. Pulling a chair close to the bed, Kenny made the decision to keep watch over him all night. His curiosity was now sparked, and in order for it to be quenched, he had to make certain this male survived.
"You won't die from this will you?" Kenny said with a slight yawn. "You're a lot stronger than that. But I'll watch over you just in case. . .if that's okay with you." Kenny folded his arms over one another as he laid his chin on his folded arms. He watched the uneven, though steady falls and rises of Tala's chest. As long as he continued breathing, things would be just fine.
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Okay everyone, there you go. I will post the next chapter next week for all those who would like to know. I'm writing the chapters out first before typing them, so it's taking me some time, so please be patient. And thanks for all the support.